MATERNITY CARES

Forsaken for another,
Exchanged for another,
Love hurts the brokenhearted
And soothes it’s later.

But later may never come,
Seeming like eternity,
Minutes run into hours
And the latter into days.

Weeks go by
And months say to them ‘bye’
Years come in for their shift
And after the third shift, a leap of faith.

Decades of waiting ushers in a century
And a millennium takes away the grief.

But superior is the love of a mother
For it withers not.
It harbors memories of devotion,
Affection and all its synonyms.

From the first day
Till later comes,
It stands strong and defensive.
Love truly is the key,
But a mother is the master of them all.

Written by Sobo Samuel
sobosml@gmail.com